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Instrument of War / 52 bars

by Kafiyah The Khemist

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Uh Uh Yeah Straight through This hustle you could never knock it got it from my pops This soul light love energy I got it from my mom This divine union, breaking bread like we at communion Married to God, in-tune with Yah' behind this pulpit The microphone my instrument of war We coming like before We got 'em running scared And we poking 'em in they sore spot The homies said he's phony He claims he's on and a sure shot Heard a couple rhymes by the kid And we know that you're not The, savior of rap Spirit of God is flowing through me I take this pencil outta my mind and scribble on loose leaf Played the back like I'm playing the zone And phoning home, erasing lines with chrome tips You know I'm in my 2-3 I look up at the sky, rarely seeing stars cause they fallen And hearing the calling of The Most High And figure the drawing and painting the picture Trying to get in just how you fit in I look in the mirror Am I disgusted with what's seen? Or happy because I'm trying be all that I can be? I feel the potential Locked in my mind knowing it's simple I gotta get out though And trace my feelings with this pencil I'm journaling more, conscious eating, breathing and talking I do this for children that grew up fast And went straight to walking They told us we could be anything when we were younger But it's hard keeping the faith When you going home and you hunger Then they taught us that we were slaves straight out the womb And from the womb to the tomb and the tomb to eternal doom Like, keeping a yoke around your neck Then hand you a check You enslaved from 9 to 5 till you 6 feet under the grave But we praising our God who completed in 7 Then rested in Heaven Trying to give this knowledge to brethren That history is fabricated knowing they lie It's fake just like the money they print and they praising the eye But they'll never see all this that goes up into me Really feeling this energy, different kind of an entity Cause I am, whoever I claim to be Cause I keep it six from the A and five from the right B And when you putting dots on the I and float over seas Flowing in the ocean releasing mass energy I meant to inject, the number 7 the letter G I'll take yo' respect if it's not earned or given to me I shoot for the sky, land in the clouds and converse with God He told me to focus on him to manifest your desires He gave me the gift of gab to help dispel the mirage And never glory to self But praising you through it all So Father, I praise your name through everything Because of your grace and mercy You saved me from life in vain And broke me outta them chains Of being bondage enslaved And helped me to change my ways Forever lifting your name Exalting giving you praise like Uh Trying to inspire hope with rhyme And clean the minds of the youth Like one life at a time And flip the switch inside And show 'em that they divine all the time Or really along And all it brung was the knowledge of self It's worth more than money and diamonds Your soul more than wealth You can be whatever you want as long as you true to self You can be a beacon of light, positivity, health Manifesting wealth Stacking your paper up on the shelf Just remember when someone comes to you asking for help All the shame, guilt and humility that you probably felt Gotta see it from both frames of the looking glass and looking at Any past inhibitions holding answers back that you seeking And what feeding your mind Is equal to what you preaching And what you speak to your mind Is equal to what you teaching And you teach to them kids Them kids they gone follow (Fact) Some of 'em hollow, heart missing Scream and they holler Just to get attention nobody pays them a dollar The love they missing inside of themselves is like a collar When the key this entire time was under your collar I thought I told you already how much a dollar cost But you want to floss, and be a boss, like Ricky Ross Nothing's wrong with it But your hearts colder than winter frost If you needed a hand then lend a hand and peep results How everything is mind in the universal And I'ma grab everything they said I couldn't have like Yeah, let me hear that

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